Who Loves A Garden Still His Eden

If The Ancients Left Us Ideas, To Our Credit Be It Spoken That We Moderns Are Building Houses For Them -- Structures Which Neither Plato Nor Archimedes Had Dreamed Possible.

Yet The Deepest Truths Are Best Read Between The Lines, And, For The Most Part, Refuse To Be Written.

Time Is One's Best Friend, Teaching Best Of All The Wisdom Of Silence.

Genius Has Oftenest Been The Pariah Of His Time, The Unhoused God Whom None Cared For, Unnamed Till They Whom He First Promoted, Enriched And Honored, Found It Honorable To Own Their Benefactor.

The More One Endeavors To Sound The Depths Of His Ignorance The Deeper The Chasm Appears.